Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Day 3 - That's the Way the Cookie Crumbles!

Usually when I break down and eat cookies it's because I haven't eaten enough during the day.  At night I have found myself starving...well okay, not starving but I grab the first thing I can find that appeals to me and it's usually something sweet.  Cookies standing up and stuffed down fast are what my stomach knows and loves.

Today was a different story.  When I started my journey...a short three days ago...I ridded my house of food that I really didn't want to eat.  I figured I'd face a SWEETS dilemma sometime down the road, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon.  Of course I was wrong.  Go figure!

Just before noon my friend came over for lunch and brought all kinds of good things for a gigantic salad.  And cookies.  My first plan was to eat the salad and not eat a cookie.  I prepared the salad with the tenderness of a mother handling a newborn baby. I dressed it till it glistened.  Then I sat down and slowly chewed and swallowed one bite after another until I wasn't hungry anymore.

I put on a pot of coffee and savoured the scent of the roasted beans.   The steaming coffee made me remember the cup of coffee I had with Keith on Sunday. Someone handed him a piece of birthday cake.  "Are you going to eat that?" I asked.

"I don't deprive myself of anything," Keith told me.  "I just don't eat cake all the time."  Funny how some conversations are just meant to be. A wise dietitian had said the same words to me on more than one occasion. I thought of her too.

I handed my friend a cookie and took one for myself.  A steaming mug of coffee, a good friend, and a fudge cookie.  What a great way to have a special lunch.  I'm feeling fine!

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Day 2 - Scales? What Scales!?

You know what occurred to me?  I forgot to weigh myself yesterday on the first day of my journey.  I feel like celebrating until the cows come home!  I feel like kissing my dogs.  Shoot, I'll even call my husband to my office and give him a kiss. You want to know why?  I'll tell you!  It's because I must truly not be dieting.  I always weigh myself the minute I get out of bed when I start a diet.  Then if I pass the bathroom with the scale I weigh myself again...and again...and again.

This morning I woke up and thought about peaches and strawberries.  I thought about eating.  Frankly, I'm scaring myself. I FORGOT THE SCALES!  I did remember you though.  You've got to hold up your end of the bargain I told myself. You're pulling other people along for this ride.

Here's the other interesting thing I do before embarking on a diet.  I stuff myself.  I order a pizza and ask for it to be cut into four pieces because I'll get too
 full if I eat six.  I think that's pretty funny but the joke's usually on me.  Actually, it's always on me.

Right now it's 10:30 something or other at night and I've eaten breakfast, lunch, and dinner.  I felt the urge to go downstairs to the kitchen to get something else but you know what?  I'm really not hungry.  I've entered all my food on and I've had a very balanced day.

Let's make a toast.  Here's to a day of kind mindful eating and here's to you too!  Thanks for traveling the celeryandcarrots path with me.

Monday, August 29, 2011

Day One – Food Is My Friend and So Is